Super Detective in the Fictional World

Selena waited for the video to play and then drew two more photographs: "Based on the physical characteristics of the two men, I asked Sonia to help search for surveillance on the street in the vicinity before the incident and found the two suspects. ”

In the photograph, the first is a man of a little Indian descent named Christo-Vis.

The other is a white middle-aged man named George Hawk.

“Both have criminal records and you should be able to guess the charges.” Selena said.

“Robbery?” Luke retracted his gaze and continued cooking.

Selena: "Yes, but George Hawk's most serious crime is robbing a jewelry store. Christo-Vis... he really robs banks. However, in none of the cases in which they had been indicted had any killings been committed, so they were released again after two years in prison and one for a year and a half. ”

Luke smashes it and smashes it: “Well, it looks like the prison is going to be full, and the parole officer can't wait to throw them all out and endanger society again. ”

Selena hasn't gone wrong. After all, it's a fact. American jail haste is really not blown.

Take the crime rate in Los Angeles, for example, and if you don't throw out some of the lighter prisoners, there's really no place in the prison.

She merely continued: "Elizabeth helped with the investigation and the two are now without a formal job. According to Trail News, they're all working in LA on some bad part-time jobs. ”

Luke: "Killer? Or a mercenary?”

Selena: “Pretty much, but not so bad. Just picking up a little job, collecting money, beating people up, and so on. Life is normal. ”

“So this time they're going to do a big one.” Luke stuffed the stuff in his hand in the oven.

He clapped his hands: "Okay, we know what's going on. After dinner, let's go talk to the professionals. ”

Selena: "Okay, what are we having tonight? ”

Luke: "Eat the chicken. ”

……

At night, in a small bar in the East End of Los Angeles, there was smoke.

The music in the bar is messy and the people in it are messy.

All sorts of messy clothes and tattoos fill every customer with all kinds of sweaty, stinky perfume, smoky alcohol, making this place look like hell.

This isn't hell, but it definitely smells like hell.

The people in there are either crooked dates or evil gods, or they are full of flesh.

Luke and Selena came in, attracting some attention, but most people still play by themselves.

Luke was rarely wearing a hip-hop style long t-shirt with thickened shorts, with crotches falling to his knees, and a golden half-length wig with a small mustache.

Even so, this outfit is the smallest and freshest person in the bar.

Serena also has a purple wig with a more glamorous makeup that doesn't show the usual look at all.

She also had a large, hip-hop-style T-shirt, but the close-fitting vest wrapped her upper body tight and tight, allowing a lot of eyes to unfortunately retrieve it.

In front of the bar, Luke looked up at a blackboard behind the bartender with a bunch of unknown names and money.

He didn't really care either, knocking on the bar: "Two glasses of pure water. ”

As usual, the bartender quickly poured two glasses of ice water: “New here? ”

Luke nodded with a smile: "Kind of. We're looking for two people. ”

The bartender didn't answer.

And Luke didn't care, and he just said, "Listen, they're George, they're Christo. It's a decent shot, it doesn't move guys, I kind of want to find them to do it. ”

The bartender stopped, looked up and looked at him for a moment, and shook his head with a smile: "Kid, this is not where you should be, go home to your girlfriend, watch a movie, and have a better life in communication. ”

Luke hey hey smile, a handful over the edge Selena: “Sorry, I already have. ”

The bartender had a twitch in his eye and said, “Then you don't need to call your girlfriend and go straight home. ”

Luke sighed, his face suddenly moved and his side looked.

Not far away, a man just opened the door and cursed.

When he walked to the bar, he pulled out a card against the bartender, and a 200 dollar knife: "Give the money back to the little girl. I'm a fucking killer, not a fucking rescue company. Her boyfriend was beaten up by a lover. Little white face deserves to be beaten. ”

“Sam, have you been spreading bars all over again? How can a kid come to your fucking bar to hire a killer if he's jealous of the wind?” Speaking of which, he looked at the two Lukes around him and laughed naturally: "Well, the kid's not talking about you. ”

Luke touched his face and smiled: “Actually, I don't mind people calling me Little White Face. Because that generally proves that I'm prettier than him. ”

Someone: …

Bartender: …

Someone knocked on the bar and told the bartender to serve the wine, as he had already said: "Generally speaking, white faces are synonymous with pussies, not handsome ones. A really handsome man, like me. You see that? ”

His hand showed on his scum, then on the pink blue t-shirt on his chest.

Luke said silently for a moment: "If you don't scratch your beard for a few days, and you don't wash your T-shirt for a few days, you can call it good-looking. The gold content of this word will be greatly reduced. ”

The bartender next to him laughed and spilled a lot of wine in his hand.

“Wade, kids always like to tell the truth. You're not an emperor, and no one else will admire your“ handsome ”new clothes.” As he said, he wiped off the stains with a towel and didn't pour it again, putting half the glass of wine in front of the guests.

The guy who told Wade to pick up the wine dissatisfied and sipped: "Damn, are you blended? Why is it getting worse? ”

The bartender is not heartless: “Too much alcohol, you'll smash my bar more often. To make you lose less money on tables and chairs and cups, I'll add more ice. Is that wrong? ”

“Traitor!” Wade mumbled and didn't say another word.

Luke smiled and watched the two end each other before turning to Wade: "Mr. Killer, I have a business here. Do you want to take it? ”

Wade glanced at him and glanced back at Selina behind him: "You don't want me to help you beat up your enemies, do you? Well, although you're good at it. ”

Selena snorted and turned her head dissatisfied.

Wade's implicit meaning is problematic.

Isn't it rare that Luke was so young and hooked up with this big, mature beauty?

Luke shook his head with a smile: "I'm looking for someone, two. ”

The bartender over there is busy with his own business, a "do whatever you want."

Wade got a little interested: "Compensation? ”

Luke: “Two exact feet, a thousand dollars. ”